The Leaf Chicane

I squeezed through the porch door gap to see what the outdoor circuit had to offer. Right across the sunny concrete, three dried maple leaves and a scattered line of pebbles formed an accidental hairpin turn! I locked my grip on the wheel, leaned hard to the left, and zipped right along the rough slab. My sneakers caught solid traction against the stone as I whipped past the crinkly leaf tip with barely a millimeter to spare. Haha, nailed the apex without crunching a single twig!